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Lila always knew that Chloé would be an easy prey to manipulate because of her traumas, which caused a clear lack of self-esteem in her expert eyes. And also, in her expert eyes, Chloé could be of great help in achieving her goals, so she wanted her close to her. It wasn't hard to get close, all it took was a few lies and love bombing. She manipulated her so well that she even managed to take Sabrina's best friend position away from her, and more than she thought she would.
When Chloé quickly gained confidence in her, and since they both hated Ladybug, she confessed her bisexuality and how she realised it thanks to the romantic and sexual attraction she felt for the superheroine in the past.
"Ladybug's loss," said Lila putting her right arm around the blonde, taking advantage of the little distance between them as they sat on one of the sofas in the Parisian mayor's daughter's large hotel room. "You're a wonderful, beautiful girl — anyone would love to be with you," she said placing the hand of her left arm on her left thigh, subtly caressing it up and down. "You're like a queen."
"Right?" she asked lifting her chin with pride.
"Definitely! Would you do me the honour of entertaining you?" she said raising her hand to the top of her thigh, squeezing it.
Not that she was attracted to her, but she knew that sex was another form of manipulation — if she could satisfy her, she could make her addicted to her, dependent on her and the pleasure she could give her. She was willing to do that in order to achieve her aims.
"The thing is, can you?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'll do my best, anything for my queen," she said as she moved in to kiss her.
A slow kiss that quickly turned passionate as her hand on her thigh went higher and higher, unbuttoning the button and zip of her white trousers. She didn't even need to lie on top of her or give her any indication, Chloé warmed up so quickly that, when they broke apart for lack of air, she sat on her legs on her own, her hands on her shoulders. Predictably, her plan was working well, it was so easy. She slipped her hand inside her trousers and panties, feeling her hair which she guessed would be blonde as she kissed her passionately again, hee breath hitching. She began to move her index finger in circles and forcefully at the top of her entrance. Instantly Chloé moaned and squirmed, and even unconsciously tried to get her to stop touching her, releasing her shoulders and bringing her hands to her wrist. It was too much pleasure, she had never even felt such a sensation so powerfully touching herself with Ladybug in mind.
"It's too much, I can't- Mm!"
"Sh sh, you'll feel better soon, I promise," she said grabbing her wrists with her free hand. "My queen deserves to see the stars."
"L-Lila...!" she cried resting her forehead on her shoulder.
Was she doing that well? It was the first time she'd ever touched another girl, she didn't think she'd do it so well and make her cum so fast, but she did. In less than a minute Chloé's moans became higher and more frequent, ending up shuddering and clinging tightly to her shoulders.